In the blink of an eye, Ginny had gotten up (soaking skirt and all) and threw herself at Blaise, knocking her over and sending a pistol shot through Dean's head. He fell to the floor dead.
Draco instantly was up and sputtering indignantly.
"DEAN!" Shrieked Hannah, taking his cold head in her hands. "You horrible bitch, how could you?"
"What are you doing!" Lavender cried angrily, pulling Ginny off of Blaise. "That was our one chance to escape! Now look what you have done! Oh and Dean! He's dead!"
Ginny crossed her arms across her chest and nodded.
"Why?" Draco persisted.
"I-I just didnt think anyone else ought to die," Ginny said quickly, her face turning red. She averted her eyes.
"That isn't very piratey of you," Draco said simply. Ginny turned even redder.
"In fact it was downright dumb," Hermione frowned, standing up and scowling down at Ginny. "You killed one more person, you stupid girl! Dean!"
"Hello! I still have a gun!" Blaise pointed out angrily, aiming it at his chest. She was beginning to get very frustrated and upset, being claustrophobic as she was.
Draco thought for a minute. "To tell you the truth," he began in his usual lethargic manner. "That was pretty noble of you. Do you want to go free?"
Hermione blinked at Draco and watched as he swayed from side to side. A wide grin split across her face. "Private Malfoy, are you DRUNK?"
Ron flicked his nail absentmindedly at the empty bottle of coconut rum. His smirk widened as he saw Draco lean against the wall to brace himself. "Why yes, I do believe he is."
"Why Draco, we would like to be ... free," Luna said slowly and raspily. Ginny and Cho had a very hard time controlling their laughter.
"And we would appreciate it," Luna continued, putting one hand in her butt pocket and another running up and down the bars of the cell, "If you would find us a way ... to get out of here? Do you think you could do that, Draco?"
Draco stuttered indignantly, his face getting bright red as he watched Luna.
"Please, Draco?" Luna said even softer and huskier. "For me?" She cocked her head, crossed her legs and began playing with her hair; twirling it around her fingers and braiding it slowly.
"Yes! Yes! Just go away!" Draco slurred angrily, thinking of his girlfriend at home and angry that Luna had tried to defile his reputation and seduce him.
"You should be ashamed," he muttered to himself, his mind still on his girlfriend at home, as he was unlocking the cell door. "Vehy, vehy ashamed you should be," he continued repeating to himself as he watched the captives crawl through the latchdoor.
As soon as it was shut tight, Draco sunk to the floor again, still muttering "vehy, vehy ashamed..." to himself until he had fallen fast asleep.
As soon as they were above deck, Hermione and Ginny burst into fits of giggles and Luna turned very red. She adjusted her hair, smoothed it, and put it under her ratty bandana again.
"Shhh," Percy laughed with them until he saw Ron motioning for them to be quiet. He thought for a moment. "How are we going to go about doing this? We're too far from shore to let a stolen rowboat taken us to safety, and they could easily overtake us again."
"You're right," Ron nodded, peering his scruffy head out from behind a barrel and looking at Theodore's turned back in a particularly devious manner. "Which is why," he smiled, turning around to face his crew. "We're taking over the ship. Now when I give the signaldo whatever you want. Hit them, shoot them, whatever. Just get rid of them."
"Oh this is going to be so much fun!"Lavender whispered to Ginny, still a bit red in the face, who nodded in agreement. Since everyone was above deck and simply lounging around it would be easier to take over.
"Come on, lets find a better hiding place," Lavender whispered, pulling Ginny, Cho and Hannah along with her behind barrels. Their postioning was not at all the best as they were only a row of barrels right behind Pansy and Jasmine who were feasting on bits of bread and laughing at what was going to happen to the pirates below them. Hannah was a bit confused tugged on Lavender's shirt.
"So..how are we taking over? They might escape from the prisons if we lock them in there." She said, looking upset.
Lavender turned to her with a malicious grin. "We're gonna kill them all."
She turned back to look for Ron and waited. And waited and waited. And they waited for almost a half hour before Ron finally lifted up three fingers, dropped two and added four. It was complicated but that was what he liked.
Neville took a deep breath and held his newly reclaimed sword in his hand. It was already damp with red blood of Crabbe on his way back out of the storeroom.
He ran his hand deftly over the silver blade. The metal was cold under his fingers. Padma pushed his shoulder a little to get his attention, setting her pistol to fire quicker. Ron gave the signal and they lept from behind their hiding place together. Padma's first shot killed Colin, and she snatched Neville's sword, running it across Colin's neck just to make sure.
Taking his sword back, Neville quietly killed Goyle from behind, jabbing his sword into his back and cracking Goyle's spine in 3 deft movements.
Hermione, unaccustomed to fighting and more used to planning, was sitting on a barrel with her knees up to her chest as she watched the violence quietly unfold.
Realizing that there was a rattling over to her left from the cell blockade below, Hermione sat on the trapdoor and locked it so that Draco could not get back out again.
Ginny was breathing shakily, her sword had already taken the life of Mary Sue and Rebecca. It filled her with a malicious feeling to keep going, and she, along with Lavender, did battle with Terry and Harry at the very edge of the boat.
Terry was tossed overboard, but Lavender had not the heart to kill Harry, and instead wrestled her into the empty captain's quarters and stood at the door guarding it safely.
Ron and Percy were in their stride and had killed four people already: Jasmine, Jasmine Green, some random Slytherin, and Pansy - the planmaker, two cabingirls, and the last canon manager. Giving a maniac war yell, Ron threw himself at Theodore, who suddenly turned around and blocked him fiercely.
Not expecting a fight, Ron tried to regain his senses - but too late, for Theodore had already given him a sharp cut across the arm. Furious, Hermione grabbed a British pistol off of Pansy's body and ran to his aid. She tried to figure out how to load and ready the gun as she ran.
On her way up the stairs she passed Percy carrying a very very dead Hannah. Unfortunately, Colin had been eating a banana about an hour beforehand. Percy slipped on the banana peel of Colin's and slipped overboard, Hannah still in his arms.
Hermione frowned. That was weird.
Ron was growing impatient in his duel. Theodore was good, this was true, but he was trying too hard. If he played his cards right, Ron knew that he might be able to tire Theodore out enough for him to make a wrong move and be killed.
All at the same instant, 12:00:01 in the afternoon, two things happened around the ship. A gunshot was heard from behind Ron, and his dueling partner fell dead where he stood. Draco escaped from the trapdoor, and Harry broke through the glass on the captain's cabin door, knocking Lavender unconscious.
Cho had just turned around to see Hermione whirl by and Lavender slumped to the ground in a heap. Cho reached out to carry her to Luna.
Just as Cho had gotten under Lavender, Draco was wobbling over to help his comrades. Even if he was drunk he could still kill any of them.
Thinking fast, Cho stuck out her foot. Draco tripped and fell. He didn't move. But to make sure he was out, she kicked him and rolled him over. Suddenly he was up and had a gun aimed it at Cho's head. Try as she might she could not get away from him because of Lavender pinning her down.
"Your not gointa get away with thaat," Draco said, loading the gun as he spoke. "Now-"
Ginny was calling out to Lavender. She had good news for her. As she was running by, Ginny bumped into Fleur, one of the canon managers. They fought with swords, blocking and slashing until Fleur had tired. Ginny, realizing it was her chance to win stabbed Fleur straight through the heart and pushed her overboard.
Now Ginny was really pumped, ready to kill anyone who got in her way, but when she found Lavender, Ginny was none to thrilled. Draco had a gun to Cho who was carrying a fallen Lavender.
Rage coursed through her and suddenly she had jumped on top of him, her left arm choking him and her right had a gun pressed against temple. Draco grabbed at her arm and tried to shake her off by standing up. Draco lost his balance, and they tumbled down the stairs.
Furious at Draco for daring to attack both Cho and Lavender, Ginny let out a howl of anger and, brushing her thick black hair into her bandana, started kicking him and wrestling with him to the side of the ship.
As soon as she took a breather, she realized what position she was in. Her fingernails had dirt crusted underneath them, and both were gripped around Draco's neck, forcing him over the edge of the ship. Draco's face was turning red and he could hardly breathe.
Ginny looked into Draco's eyes for a brief moment. Her eyes then flicked to her hands around his neck. Then to his face. She threw her hands off of him with a look of disgust.
Draco looked relieved. He tried to bend down and regain his breath, thinking that he would escape.
But in one instant, Ginny had turned around again and kicked him into the waves.